Little bird came into my life, When I'd forgotten how to sing. She had a broken wing, and on the night she came to me, she sang for me cinders from a spark. Little bird had a broken heart. She sang all night. And in the morning I awoke to find I'd grown a smolder in my heart. When it was cold and dark little bird came into my life, when I'd lost sight of the spring. She was the little spark. So I stoked the fire, and I held her warm by it. Woooooah, and we sang all night. Little bird came into my life, when I'd forgotten how to sing. I had a broken wing, and all the while she sang to mend. A broken heart will learn the words to say. We'll fly again someday. So I stoked the fire, and I held her warm by it, And we sang all night. It's like a window to my heart. And I sang all night.